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Accomdating Bystander to True Hero.
I stood in the shadows of the building
A watched victims wither away.
I hid behind brick walls by dark allies
And waited until the trouble was over.
Each night I grew stronger and stronger
Because I walked the streets
And searched for the crimes I wish to wash away.
Once I made it home those tormenting nights,
The action played in my mind repeatedly.
I acted out how it would have been
If I were to gain the strength to step in.
After harsh nights, I pased my room.
I felt that I was less of an airy-fairy,
But the yowl howled to the moonlight!
I dashed hrough my window and into the streets!
Chasing the lamentations!
I put on my ski mask and BAM!
I Became the shadow stalker.
The adrenaline brought me to yeoman's service.
To the yelps of the night,
I ran across roof tops to rescue.
From above down comes BLAM!
I am honor to take on the vermin.
A watched victims wither away.
I hid behind brick walls by dark allies
And waited until the trouble was over.
Each night I grew stronger and stronger
Because I walked the streets
And searched for the crimes I wish to wash away.
Once I made it home those tormenting nights,
The action played in my mind repeatedly.
I acted out how it would have been
If I were to gain the strength to step in.
After harsh nights, I pased my room.
I felt that I was less of an airy-fairy,
But the yowl howled to the moonlight!
I dashed hrough my window and into the streets!
Chasing the lamentations!
I put on my ski mask and BAM!
I Became the shadow stalker.
The adrenaline brought me to yeoman's service.
To the yelps of the night,
I ran across roof tops to rescue.
From above down comes BLAM!
I am honor to take on the vermin.
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